OK, I just ran up to Vons to get some soup for my way-too-early lunch break. When I came back, I noticed a baby bird on the mat in front of my classroom door. It had one wing stretched out so I thought it was injured. I have a bunch of shoeboxes in my classroom (to make camera obscuras) so I thought I could grab it and take it to the biology teacher. So I reached down to pet the little bird. It actually let me pet it. Then it pulled in its wing and let me continue to pet it for a minute. Then it flew up to my shoulder and sat on my shoulder for a few seconds before flying off to the bushes behind my classroom.
It was so weird. The bird wasn’t injured after all but it let me pet it. I have never had that happen before. I wonder if it means anything.